As someone who moved to West Virginia after college and attended WVU for graduate school. This post sums up my (some would say) irrational emotional attachment to WVU athletics.
I identify with the expressions in this article and it explains why I get weepy when I think about MY state.

I was accepted by the people of West Virginia for who I was. They held me during dark times in my life and they celebrated with me in the bright spots in my life.

I AM a West Virginian, by heart if not by birth.

There is a quote that I love, “Thus, it is with those nurtured in Appalachia—they leave, but they look back, remembering pleasant things. The land has claimed them, and its ties will not be severed.” –Maurice Brooks

Thank you

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